Just Back from Their Honeymoon.

Otago Witness, Issue 1971, 14 November 1889, Page 37

Just Back from Their Honeymoon.

It was by the merest accident (writes a correspondent) that I happened to hear the following distressing conversation betwfen young Mr and Mrs Moonstruck. They had just returr.ed from their wedding tour, and were about to undergo the mortal agony of their first separation, for he was going back to his office desk, there to remain for four long, weary, dreadful hours. " How over shall I live a whole half day without you, dearie ?" whispered Mis Moonstruck.

41 You won't miss me much, will you, darling ? "— " Miss you ? Oh, Horace ! " " Ever and ever so much ?"—"? "— " Every moment will seem an age 1 "

" My darling 1 " " And you will come home just as soon as ever you can, dearie 1 "--" You know that I will I " " Oh, Horace, I'm so glad !*' " Glad you are my own dear little wifey ? " — " Yes, darling." " I'm a thousand, thousand times glad ! " — " You old darling." " But now I really must go !"—"! "— " Oh, Horace 1 "

"There! there I The little girl mustn't cry."

"" I just can't help ifc, Horace ! It's so hard to see you go 1 Why must we ever be separated a single hour 1 It is too cruel ! " ' "But I'll be back so soon. Be a bravo little woman ! " " Oh, Horace, I can't 1 " "But you must. I'm not worth crying for."—" Yes, you are, too." " Indeed, lam not, Birdie." — " Indeed, you are." "Well, well, sweetheart, I'm off now. Just one more kiss." He took a dozen, and then gasped out : 11 Just one more." 11 I've a mind to keep tight hold of you and not let you go at all," she whispered. "What would you do with ugly eld me around all the time ?"— " I'd be the happiest woman in all the wide world 1 " « No? "—"I would I" " You don't love me that much ? " — " Love you 1 Oh, Horace ! " " You little precious ! " — " You dear old boy!" "Good-bye, darling." "Is it time for you to really go 1 " " Indeed it is. Goodbye, Birdie." " G-o-o-d— b-y-e, precious ! Are you sure your watch isn't too fast 1 " «« Oh, it's just right. Good-bye, wifey dear." " By-bye, darling. Come home just the minute you can." " Yes, indeed ; I'll run all the way." " You dear fellow 1 Good-bye." " Good-bye. Throw me a kiss." " By-bye, ray treasure boy ! " ■ The door bangs, and I heard him go down the steps, and I think the agony is ended. He goes out to the corner, walking backward half the way, and fluttering bis 'handkerchief. I catch sight of a dainty little bit of cambric waving from a window below my room, and I dropped into a chair in all the querulousness and cynicism of my old bachelorhood, and say :

v Well, I hope to goodnnss it will last ; but I just don't believe it will. If I felt sure it would, I— I— don't know but I'd get married myself."